Super Martial God

Hundreds of light-years away.

In the blood weasel's perception, Lin Mu's soul has burned close to withering.

"Now I see how you can escape."

The blood weasel sneered and was ready to catch Lin Mu.

After a meeting, Lin Mu's figure stopped.

"Why don't you escape?"

The blood weasel's eyes were full of ridicule.

However, as soon as he finished his words, his eyebrows soon frowned.

Lin Mu turned behind him. He was not depressed or half flustered. He was calm and calm.

The blood weasel's pupil shrank: "you obviously burned your soul. How can you be all right?"

"I'm not in a hurry in advance. Let me ask you. Obviously, I'm just a small ordinary Taoist God. Even if I'm a little famous, I'm sure I won't be in your eyes. Why did you use such a big hand to catch me and let you be a strong man with eight generations of cultivation as bait? "

Lin Mu asked.

Zhou Yun and Shen Tulie were killed by him. He didn't reveal his strength, so he was very puzzled about these.

Hearing Lin Mu's words, the blood weasel was slightly shocked. He suddenly found that he had made a big mistake.

He knew very well that the plan to catch the forest and animal husbandry was arranged by the monarch himself. How could he despise people who even the monarch valued.

"You pretended all the way, just to deceive me, so as to escape from taiweiyuan?"

The blood weasel didn't answer Lin Mu. On second thought, he had thought about all the causes and consequences, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.

Lin Mu sighed secretly. A strong man with accomplishments in eight eras was really not so easy to deal with. He wanted to set the other party's words, but the other party set his words in turn.

Up to now, everything can only be seen at hand.

"I haven't officially introduced it yet."

Lin Mu stretched out a hand, "Lin Mu."

From the topic of blood weasel, he has realized that there must be a possible power to stare at him in the vanishing era camp.

"Blood weasel."

The blood weasel said coldly.

He also confirmed his guess from Lin Mu's reaction. Lin Mu's performance along the way was really disguised, and he was cheated by Lin Mu all the way.

"Lin Mu, do you think everything will be all right if you escape from the tiny wall? No matter what means you have, it won't help in the face of absolute strength. I swear, I will catch you. "

The shame of being cheated made the blood weasel angry and wanted to break Lin Mu into pieces.

"I know that you have eight eras of cultivation."

Lin Mu was not surprised or flustered. "It may be difficult to deal with you, but I'm willing to try."

"By you?"

The blood weasel never believed how strong Lin Mu could be. His voice was full of sarcasm. "It's really a frog at the bottom of a well. It seems that you don't know what the cultivation of eight eras means."

He knew very well that Lin Mu was a creature born in this era.

Even the martyrs of that year may not be his opponent, let alone Lin Mu.

Lin Mu smiled and stopped arguing with the blood weasel.

Nothingness!

Suddenly, his figure disappeared without a trace.

The blood weasel was even more angry when he saw it.

Thinking that Lin Mu used this skill and pretended to spit blood, he thought Lin Mu was burning his soul. He really wanted to spit blood.

Obviously, this is just an ordinary means of forestry and animal husbandry, otherwise forestry and animal husbandry will not use it casually again.

Buzz!

Just when he was angry, a fist appeared at his temple and hit it mercilessly.

However, although the blood weasel was angry, he did not lose his mind, and his heart was already ready.

A bloody palm condensed out of thin air on his head and blocked Lin Mu's fist.

Bang!

Lin Mu's fist hit the bloody palm. It felt like it was hit in an endless sea of blood. The violent anti shock force hit his fist and shook him back for several kilometers.

At the same time, the blood weasel felt as if a prehistoric star had hit his blood hand, and the terrible force penetrated into his body, shaking his whole body and blood.

In an instant, the blood weasel couldn't help looking at Lin Mu with shock.

Until this moment, he really knew how terrible the strength of Lin Mu was. It seemed that he really understood why the monarch personally asked about Lin Mu.

"Eight eras, your strength is comparable to the strength of eight eras!"

He can have eight eras of cultivation because he has lived six eras.

However, Lin Mu was born in the ninth era. Judging from Luo Junyu's words, he only lived less than 30000 years.

In such a short time, he was able to get strength comparable to his, which simply subverted the concept of blood weasel.

In his cognition, throughout the nine eras, it seems that there has never been such a monster.

No, it's not a demon, it's an odd number.

"Blood weasel."

Lin Mu's figure did not stop. After one attack, he launched a second attack.

He picked up all kinds of roads absorbed from the Tianshi map.

"Silence Avenue."

The silencing force forms a dark blade and cuts to the throat of the blood weasel.

"Blood spirit!"

The blood weasel retreated quickly and roared up to the sky at the same time.

Boom!

The void vibrates, and endless blood seeps out of the octagonal space.

Gurgle, gurgle

In the blink of an eye, a blood giant with a terrible breath condensed into shape.

"Roar!"

The blood giant roared angrily and ran to the forest animal husbandry with great strides.

"King Kong."

Lin Mu quickly changed the power of the road, and his body also changed rapidly. In a moment, he turned into a Buddha and Immortal King Kong, and his volume was no less than that of the blood spirit.

Bang bang!

Blood spirit and King Kong immediately fought in the void, destroying energy and sweeping all directions.

Seeing that Lin Mu could not be defeated for a long time, the blood colored pupils of the blood weasel suddenly rotated.

Suddenly, two blood moons appeared in the space above them.

At the next moment, the torrent of blood poured down from those two blood months, like a world-wide flood.

WOW!

Two breath Kung Fu, rolling blood has flooded the land of millions of miles.

Under the impact of this blood, Lin Mu's King Kong was difficult to stabilize his body and began to be forced to retreat by the blood spirit.

"Blood kill!"

The light in the blood weasel's eyes is crazy and cold.

Susu

Countless blood shadows flew out of the sea of blood, like leeches, surrounded Lin Mu and kept drilling into Lin Mu's body.

"Wuxiang Avenue."

At this time, Lin Mu's eyes suddenly burst into bleeding light.

Wuxiang Avenue can copy everything of your opponent.

In the blink of an eye, two blood moons appeared in the void above Lin Mu's head, and the turbulent blood gushed down.

The two sides began to collide with each other.

"Blood spirit."

After a while, Lin Mu gathered a blood spirit in front of him and killed it towards the blood spirit of the blood weasel.

The blood weasel was shocked and looked at Lin Mu more and more unbelievable: "how can you control so many roads?"

Usually, a warrior can only master one kind of Avenue.

Occasionally, some legendary strong people may master two or three kinds of roads.

But now, the avenue of forestry and animal husbandry is far beyond the normal scope.